Z Nation Novels & Stories

Naz says offhandedly, laughing as I scramble about to tuck my things away, including the creams Zander gave me for my face. "I don't- I was just-" I stuttered. "Trying to look good for Zander eh?" She wiggled her eyebrows and flops down on the chair at the vanity. "No! I just- uhm-" my face turns even brighter and Naz wraps her hand around her middle and laughs. "You don't have to lie to me, like I said I can see there's something there," her dark eyes search mine and she cringes. "But I highly doubt he'd be really happy to see you busted up like this."

Instead, he gave a single, measured nod. But my mother wasn’t finished. She leaned back slightly, tapping her fingers against the table. “Protection… from what?” A beat of silence. Then Zane sighed, his jaw tightening. “From the vultures,” he said simply. “The media, the public… When you have wealth, they believe they’re entitled to your family’s affairs. If they can’t find anything, they make up lies instead. I wasn’t going to let them do that to my daughter or my niece.” His voice wavered, just for a second, before he continued.

Every giggle tightened the knot in Nathan’s chest. How could he even think of leaving her? She was his world, his anchor, the reason he pushed through every hard day. And yet, the phone call with Zara and Kemi kept replaying in his mind — Zainab possibly alive, the truth buried under years of secrets, two women he cared about walking into danger because it was the right thing to do. And he couldn’t let them do it alone.

he demanded, voice gravelly, “everything.” Raven looked down, gripping his hand. “Everything?” “Everything,” he said, and though his tone was demanding, there was vulnerability lurking beneath it. “I want to know what you’ve seen, what they’re planning, everything I’ll need to strike back.” She swallowed hard, the weight of knowledge and fear pressing against her chest. “Zane’s network isn’t just local anymore,” she said carefully. “He has operatives in three countries. Arms, trafficking… he’s building for something bigger. Evelyn is facilitating it, and they know our movements, they might already have eyes on us here.”

He didn't seem likely to stop any time soon. Zion, in his possessive nature, had always wanted to bear the title of CEO. Now he had more than that to himself, but he hadn't meant for Zane to disappear. He had not been able to reach Zane since Ralph took him and their mother away. Ralph had made sure no one could contact them. --- Moldova Zane missed Zion as much as Zion missed him. He understood that he was not allowed to contact anyone who might be looking for them, but he badly wanted to speak with his twin brother. It had been a year, and they didn't even get to talk on their birthday.

"Zaddy," That wasn't the name. Where that one had come from, he had no idea. But it was like she just emptied a tank of gasoline on his fire, and he wanted to explode. He abruptly shot up, lifting her with him in the process, like she was a feather. He plunged her back into the soft leather seat converted to bed, panting hot breaths on her face, piercing into her soul, "What did you just call me?" Taking aback, Shola clasped her palm over her mouth. Zaddy was a term she'd always used to refer to a Zayn Malik looking kind of sugar daddy; her kind of man. A man like Solano Vicenze.

Could it even beat the Surreys? Zane, on the other hand, was confident and arrogant. He knew early on that Xynthia and her family were probably people from Niumhi, outsiders, to be exact. How could a mere outsider who might have a little bit of fortune create any sort of chaos in Buckwood?

he sighed while looking down at his feet. "You know what, I became friends with some people. They're nice and genuine. They treat me like a baby. Just like how you used to do. I told you their names already. Tristan, Zayden, Logan and Rowan. We are called N team. We all have N at the ending of our names. Funny right!? Now there's a girl her name is Hazel! She's just like me sometimes. And Tristan is trying hard to get her." he laughed while recalling yesterday's incident.

Nef and Ron were already on the way towards their table. Zion rubbed his brows as he felt a sudden pain but there was no choice to follow the hungry friends. With their tummies, their eyes were also hungry and thirsty and that thirst can only be quenched by looking at the hot girls. When the girls saw them, they were over the cloud nine. Zion is no less than Roman or Greek God. Slightly tanned skin, dark eyes, dark hair, tall height, perfectly balanced and muscled body, high IQ, a heir of the top IT company of the country, in short he is perfect in every way and a dream guy of every girl.

“Don’t congratulate me yet, Bud. Say that after we win the war.” “Oh well, I may not have the chance. We don’t know the time. Let me say it in advance.” “Stop jinxing.” “I’m not jinxing. I’m stating the truth, Bud. Let’s learn from what happened to Zi.” Hearing the truth from Natsuki’s mouth, Nathan sighed deeply. “Yeah… From what happened to her- ugh!” He groaned when he felt a sudden strong force hitting his back. “Seriously? Zillian will not be happy to see that sulky face, for earth’s sake cheer up!”